It couldn't be true, could it? Surely, not in a sane, work-a-day world could a man billing himself as the "Mystic Seer predict the outcome of the stock market. Trends; ups and downs; which companies to buy and which to sell. And yet, over the course of nine years, Jason Holloway, d/b/a the Mystic Seer had done just that. My name is Kimbo: A. Kimbo, to be specific. People often shorten my first name to Andy. I'm a crime reporter for the Carry All News Service (CANS). At the present, my small corner of it is based in London. ...
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It couldn't be true, could it? Surely, not in a sane, work-a-day world could a man billing himself as the "Mystic Seer predict the outcome of the stock market. Trends; ups and downs; which companies to buy and which to sell. And yet, over the course of nine years, Jason Holloway, d/b/a the Mystic Seer had done just that. My name is Kimbo: A. Kimbo, to be specific. People often shorten my first name to Andy. I'm a crime reporter for the Carry All News Service (CANS). At the present, my small corner of it is based in London. I got the crummy assignment to investigate how this phony psychic operated. Along the way, I picked up an informant. She's a Gypsy, consequently that's what I call her. She told me Jason Holloway had real powers of divination which he read from the stars. Hers, she added, was derived from legitimate means (inheritance) and her not-so-believable crystal ball. Over the course of my (our) investigation, I found out many things. The world wasn't sane; the Mystic Seer could predict the outcome of the stock market; and never underestimate a Gypsy with a crystal ball. Me? I sorta went along for the ride.
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